Angels from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o'er all the earth;
Ye, who sang Creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
Shepherds in the field abiding,
Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the Infant light;
Come and worship, Worship
Christ, the new-born King.
Sages, leave your contemplations;
Brighter Visions beam afar;
Seek the great desire of nations;
Ye have seen His natal star;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long with hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord, descending,
In his Temple shall appear;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
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